Mafia's Dawn by Petillant Alba (red seas under red skies txt) 📕

They were walking in the hallway as the manager of the hotel was guiding them the way to their room. The monster's dominating aura caused everyone to look at him again and again. Some barely clothes girls were eying Fatima in pure disguise and hatred as they wanted to be in her position at that time. Some had admiration in their eyes as they both looking ethereal together.

 One was delicate flower with a sweet nectar and the other was a thorn of that flower which unknowingly claimed the responsibility of protection of that flower. Fatima was walking with a lower head as she was looking very timid and fragile beside him who was walking with dignity and a dangerous aura was surrounding him. 

Abaan was busy in his phone as he had to attend the meeting this afternoon but after realizing that Fatima was very uncomfortable under everyone's gaze, he grabbed her hand in his to soothe her to some extent at which he succeeded. He was used to this type of attractions but Fatima wasn't. 

Fatima gasped as she entered the suit followed by Abaan. The suit was bigger than her previous house. Everything was exorbitant , from the curtains to the cabinets of a lavish kitchen. She squealed as she ran towards the window wall. Whole Paris could be seen from there as they were on the 12 floor , the top storey of the hotel. Her heart jumped in excitement as she saw Eiffel tower standing in all its glory. But she made a scowl face as she saw Abaan from her peripheral vision. He was , as usual, busy in his phone. She didn't think about a chance to roam around in the Paris but she could do that when he would be gone for his work. A smile captured her lips at her plan. She entered the balcony to enjoy a perfect sight of a wonderful view. 

"Fatima." She turned around to find Abaan wearing his coat as he was getting ready." I am going and you will not go out without me. Do you get that?" Abaan said as he walked over to him after glancing at his watch. 

Here went all her pretty thoughts of enjoying Paris. She made a scowl on her face and then nodded her head. Abaan couldn't see that as he was busy in his file. He looked at her as he was waiting for her answer.

"Words Janam." The monster said as he sensed what she wanted.

"Ok." She said in her soft voice causing Abaan to forget about his work and just stay here with her all day. Buy work was also important.

"Ok. I am going." He said as his phone started ringing and marched out of the suit. 

Fatima sighed at him as this monster don't have any sense of care for himself. When she was packing for the trip ,in the room he was busy in his study for work . He worked all night as well as he kept working in the plane too. Thinking about the plane she freaked out as she didn't want to remember it. 

She was scared as hell as it was her first time sitting in the plane. Her cheeks got crimson colour as she remembered how he grabbed Abaan's arm to overcome her fear. He hugged her from the side and tried to divert her attention by talking about Aima and her medicines. She after few seconds got relaxed but the hostess was seeing at her like she was had grown horns on her head. She even sensed it when the air hostess was trying her best to gain Abaan's attention at her half exposed breasts but he was so busy in his laptop that he didn't pay attention to her, at which Fatima smiled in triumph making her frustrated. Abaan didn't talk much the whole ride as he once asked her for lunch and once for waking her up when they reached there. 

She collapsed on the bed as the living room and bedroom was just separate by a glass wall visible for both sides. She closed her eyes as she was very much tired and soon drifted to sleep.

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"Hey, janam wake up." She stirred in sleep as she didn't want to wake at that time but someone was constantly trying to awake her. She after few seconds realized it was her husband but still she didn't wake up. 

"So you will not wake up like this?" Abaan said as a smirk invaded his lips. Fatima didn't budge from her position but her eyes shot opened as Abaan inserted his one hand under her shirt which was slightly raised , appealing him. 

She fisted his shirt in her fragile milky white hands in order to push him but couldn't succeed in it as he slide his head in the crook of her neck. Her hairs were scattered all over the pillow , her shirt was raised from the side and her leggings were enough to give him the beautiful sight of a perfect meal. 

She bite her cheeks in order to suppress her moan when he inserted his thumb inside her belly button. She failed as a moan escaped when he started making circles inside her belly button and his lips nibbled and sucked her skin just below her ear. After few minutes and nibbling , biting and sucking all over her exposed neck he released her. The both were breathing heavily as her chest was heaving up and down , inviting him more. He was about to attack on her cleavage but stopped when his phone started ringing.

"FUCK!" He cursed audibly as he attended his phone and went outside. Fatima immediately ran towards the washroom as to calm her state. She stood in front of the mirror to see marks on her neck due to that monster's torture.

"He eats me like he haven't eaten anything for years." Fatima made a face as she went to take a shower , a warm one. Besides Abaan who was talking on the phone outside needed a cold shower at that time. 

Fatima after making a loose bun and covered her head with a loose hijab, as she didn't want that incident again, she walked outside to find Abaan standing near the door. He wasn't wearing his coat , still in his black shirt whose few top buttons were opened , as usual, giving the glimpse of his tattoo. She wanted to throw that phone from his hands but didn't do it as she knew his work was very important because he was a billionaire which she admitted after seeing his private plane.